We own property up a cute little canyon. We hope someday to have a log cabin there. This year a wildfire burned over 100,000 acres. Our little four acres burned. The area looked nuked.
Blackened. Dead. Scarred.
Good can come from devastation. All the scrubby trees and bushes are cleared out!
From this fire is rebirth. There is already green shoots coming up in the middle of the burned scrubs.
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